Masochist's DilemmaA Poem by Demon GirlSatan
bewitched me and now I’m his dog, Panting
and crawling at his feet, Doing
anything if only he would pet me, I’d gladly
set myself on fire if it means you will Look at
me. I blame my
flaws on the movement of the stars, Does this
spinning have any real meaning? It’s
deafeningly real in my mind, But my
mind is far detached from reality. My heart
keeps me alive, But it’s
leading me astray; Arbitrarily
plotting my demise with my mind, Aren’t you
supposed to be on my side? You have deceived
me, but self-deception Hurts
more. I know you are Making me
sick, but only you Can soothe me. The
bruises on my face please me; A happy
accident, I want this to happen. I’m on a
leash that is pulled by me; Heading to
a dark place, Covered in
filth, Where I’ll
lay my head in your lap, Close my
eyes and let the world drop dead. © 2018 Demon Girl |
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Added on March 5, 2018 Last Updated on March 5, 2018 Author
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